A neat summary vision, Bill.But I’m not sure where the tone actually takes me. A hotel opposite the restaurant? Who is he?
Doug
> On May 9, 2018, at 2:49 AM, Bill Wootton <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
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> Some sort of golden uniform
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> looking like a set of spiffy pyjamas
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> regular patterned insignias visible
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> on lower pant legs
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> mantled by a three quarter length coat
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> dark as his skin and fitting snugly
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> even as he bends down almost
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> as low as his shined black shoes
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> reaches up to the foot-wide brass plate
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> on one of the glass double doors
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> with his cloth and starts in
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> on much practiced movements
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> spreading polish over the flat expanse
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> the full width of the door
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> then round the tubular brass handle
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> Up on his haunches in one easy movement
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> then on to the companion door plate
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> and two more doubles before
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> returning to stage one with buffing cloth
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> feeling that shine come up
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> beneath his kneading fingers
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> Turning from time to time
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> outside or inside
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> gazing at his reflection
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> or lifting or dropping
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> patient eyes over Rue Gaite
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> to the Plomb du Cantal
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> to see without particularly meeting
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> the eyes of any Plomb staff
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> or we petit dej munchers
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> bw
Douglas Barbour
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